He walks away.. The sun goes down.. He takes the day but I'm grown.. And in your way.. In my blue shade.. My tears dry on their own.. I don't understand why do I stress a boy.. when there so many bigger things at hand.. We could never had it all.. We had to hit a wall... So this is an inevitable withdrawal.. Even if I stop wanting you.. A prospective pushes thru.. I'll some next man other's woman soon.... Amy, you'll always be in our heart.. Your music will stay here forever.. R.I.P. Amy..